Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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Outside the WestJet factory, several cars were busy building walls, digging trenches, laying pipes, and rebuilding roads.

The workers in the WestJet factory don’t know, so when they came out to take a look, they turned around and went back. The rules and regulations in the factory are extremely strict, which cannot be compared with state-owned enterprises. Of course, the salary is high enough, plus advanced equipment , so that the output of the WestJet factory has always been at the top among domestic factories.

Guan Shen, the Hong Kong manager in charge of control and management in the WestJet factory, was a little out of breath. He temporarily handed over the management of the assembly line to Ning Min, Tian Shichang and others, then rushed out, stood behind the excavator, and spent at most three minutes The similar Cantonese shouted in Hedong: "Stop immediately, the WestJet factory is a high-tech factory, if you do this, it will cause dust pollution."

"Manager Guan, Manager Guan..." Wang Yuansheng, the logistics director of Xibao Meat Joint Factory who had been waiting here, came over, smiled and handed Guan Shen a cigarette, and said, "Manager Guan, don't worry, we will just do it for a day." Just go, don't delay you anything."

"Why don't you delay? The clean workshop of the WestJet factory has standards. If you make a lot of construction work outside the workshop, a large number of crystals inside may be destroyed." Guan Shen was almost mad, and said angrily: "I want to sue you, This batch of goods costs tens of thousands of dollars, and you must pay for it.”

"It's not me who wants to pay. The superiors have notified you to suspend work. You just didn't listen." Wang Yuansheng is the brother-in-law of Yang Rui's uncle Duan Hua. This kind of complicated relationship can be seen everywhere in the small town life. Duan Hua is a local, married a local wife, and his brother-in-law also works locally, supporting each other, and it is only natural that they work together at the most profitable Xibao meat joint factory.

Guan Shen came from Hong Kong, and he didn't get along with the residents of Xibao Town, and he usually walked alone. He didn't know what Wang Yuansheng's position was when he was promoted, so he just said loudly: "I haven't received a notice to suspend work. Now It is you who should stop working! You should stop working immediately, otherwise I promise, I will make you lose all your crotch."

"Manager Guan, I don't know what you're talking about. I'll do my own thing." Wang Yuansheng didn't bother to say much, turned around and gave instructions, and the excavator continued to move.

Wang Yuansheng hooked the cockpit of the excavator with one hand, and stood half of his body there, full of ambition. In a place like Xibao Town, excavators are absolutely new gadgets. If there is no national road in front of them, they will not be able to transport them. .

However, the amount of work to be arranged above is also very large. Wang Yuansheng took advantage of the time when people were coming and going to show off, and then devoted his energy to building walls and laying bricks.

In just one day, the WestJet factory was completely surrounded.

Guan Shen was forced to stop work to overhaul the equipment.

When ordinary people buy coenzyme, they can only see the content of coenzyme, but when the factory ships, the size of the crystal is a very important indicator. Although the price range of crystals of different sizes is not as exaggerated as that of diamonds, the meaning is similar. .

Guan Shen's job is quality management, and the personnel management is handed over to the Xibao Meat Factory. The responsibility lies in seeing the crystallization level of the coenzymes produced on the assembly line continue to decline, so he can only stop working.

Guan Shen was extremely angry about the behavior of the West Fort Meat Factory. He immediately called Zeneca China, suppressed his anger, and asked the other party to solve the problem.

The staff of Zeneca in China switched two phones, and the receiver was in the hands of a certain manager, who asked seriously, "Are you sure it is Xibao Meat Factory that asked you to stop working?"

"Of course, the cars of the West Fort Meat Factory, the people of the West Fort Meat Factory, they have blocked the gates. Now the factory can no longer operate normally. I ordered the workers to repair the equipment now. I hope you can repair the equipment on 24 Solve the problem within an hour, otherwise, the loss will be huge." The production capacity of the WestJet factory managed by Guan Shen has grown rapidly, and the monthly production capacity has easily exceeded 10,000 US dollars, an increase of more than 10% compared with the beginning of the factory. Excluding the production cost, the profit brought to the major shareholder Jieli Kangwan is more than 50,000 U.S. dollars per day on average. This is only the profit for Zeneca, and it also brings corresponding profits to other shareholders, so how can it be easy to stop work.

The manager on the other end of the phone was a little silent, and said, "I'm worried that we won't be able to solve this problem in a short time, and I need to report it to my superiors."

"Report? Report what? You should warn the Xibao Meat Factory. They are just a production enterprise. If they do this, don't they want to pay dividends? Don't want processing costs? We can deduct their money according to the contract!" Guan Shen shouldered The physical pressure is huge, and the mood is even worse.

Experience on the other side was silent for a moment, and said: "The problem is that we are withholding their money now."

"What's the meaning?"

"We have not paid the dividend for the second quarter for the time being... a procedural issue."

"You didn't pay dividends to the Xibao Meat Factory?" Guan Shen frowned tightly.

"It's just that there are some problems with the company's internal accounting. You can explain it to the West Fort Meat Factory. We will complete the settlement soon, and then we will pay them dividends according to the contract..."

Guan Shen asked, "Why didn't you talk to the Xibao Meat Factory?"

"We've talked, and the other party obviously still has some doubts. The company hopes that you can use your previous relationship to resolve the misunderstanding between us as much as possible..." The person on the other end of the phone tried his best to speak quickly. And the standard.

Guan Shen didn't get angry, it was already the result of forced suppression.

"This is your problem, you'd better solve it as soon as possible." Guan Shen paused for a while, and then said: "I will talk to them. I can't guarantee the effect."

Guan Shen ended the phone call, angrily kicked a vase in the office, then picked up the phone again, and called several officials from the West Fort Meat Factory he knew.

He didn't like Hedong Province, and he didn't like the atmosphere of Xi County and Xibao Town. If it wasn't for work reasons, Guan Shen would never set foot here in his life. Able to build friendships of mutual trust.

Similarly, the officials of the West Fort Meat Factory didn’t like Guan Shen, a Hong Kong native. As a proud state-owned enterprise owner, their income was originally several times that of ordinary residents in the town, and ten times that of the surrounding farmers. Compared with Guan Shen, they only take 1% of others. Coupled with Guan Shen's strange Cantonese accent, it is not uncommon for them not to get together.

Guan Shen was scrambling for the time being, and now it was of no use to find the officials of the Xibao Meat Factory.

The next day, Guan Shen checked the maintenance of the equipment and was hesitant about resuming work when he heard the clanging noises outside the factory.

At the door, there was a loud knock on the door.

Guan Shen's heart shuddered, and when he walked out of the office, he saw a group of people coming in under the steel plate stairs, the leader was Wang Yuansheng whom he had seen yesterday.

"Manager Wang..." Guan Shen forced a smile to greet him.

"Director, just call Director Wang. I don't dare to be experienced." Wang Yuansheng laughed, but waved his hand and said, "Manager Guan, I'm sorry, we are sending you home."

"Back to where?"

"Go back wherever you like, Hong Kong is the best, if you don't like it, it's up to you." Wang Yuansheng said casually, and then yelled: "Put away your finished products, the WestJet factory is closed. "

"Stop work, why stop work?" The workers didn't understand why, and they talked a lot.

Wang Yuansheng said loudly: "The British company Zeneca broke its promise and refused to pay the dividends for the second quarter of this year. After several pursuits and invalidations, we are now shutting down Zeneca's WestJet factory according to the contract!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Yuansheng ordered Guan Shen to be arrested, and said, "Take away the produced coenzyme and sign it for us, and you don't have to worry about the rest."

Guan Shen couldn't fight, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to seal up the machine!"

"Whoever is free to do this for you, the machine will be placed here. When did you give the money, and when will you come back to use it, Xiao Li, take him to the warehouse to count the supplies, and then don't say we stole it from him."

"This is an illegal act, I want to sue you!" Guan Shen struggled not to leave.

Wang Yuansheng smiled triumphantly, baring his teeth and grinning: "Illegal? What kind of law? Let me tell you, on the one-third-acre land in Xibao Town, we... I am the law, understand?"

Xibao Meat Factory is a prefecture-level state-owned enterprise, and the factory director is even higher than the county magistrate of Xixian County. Xibao Town has to raise its nose and speak. Since entering the factory, Wang Yuansheng has followed the leaders to go out. It was finally his turn to say such bold words once, and for a while Wang Yuansheng felt a sense of happiness that his life was complete.

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